In this underground city, there is no daylight, so the more prosperous the place with more people, the more red lanterns are hung, but the more you go to the top floor of the "Qiong Tower", the red lanterns on the road are less and less, and in the end, only one red candle remains, and the firelight jumps erratically, making the figure in the walk seem to be a demon who is showing his teeth and claws, which is extremely scary.

Eventually, Qi Xuansu and the others came to a large hall located at the highest point, isolated on a cliff, and connected to the main part of the "Qiong Tower" by an ornamentally decorated and illuminated arch bridge.

There is a formation on the arch bridge, at which time the formation is turned on, and others are denied entry.

Qi Xuansu stood still, looked at the other side, and then asked, "Yuelian is here?" ”

"Yes." The escort who led the way wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

On the eighth day, Yang took over: "If I'm not mistaken, the rent of this Tianle Palace is as high as 2,000 Taiping dollars a day, which distinguished guest is here today?" Also, isn't Yue Lian already no longer picking up customers? Are you going back to your old business? ”

The guard's face turned white, and after a long time, he held back a sentence: "There are no distinguished guests, it is Director Liu who is inside." ”

In the Tianle Palace, Liu Futong slowly walked through the straight passage covered with red carpet, and his shadow was reflected in the pools on both sides of the straight road.

The kneeling tulle woman fell to the ground and saluted Liu Fu.

Liu Futong didn't say a word, just opened his hands, and the tulle woman hurriedly got up and untied his clothes.

This Tianle Palace has received the son of the Li family and the prince of the clan, and other Taoist priests dare not use it, but Liu Futong dares to use it. It's not because Liu Futong has three heads and six arms, it's just that he's bold.

In these years, the bold are dying and the timid are starving.

What two thousand Taiping dollars a day, he doesn't spend a Taiping money, if this is also considered to be making money, then he has already earned hundreds of thousands of Taiping money.

There are also many men and women here, nominally they are all from Zixian Mountain, but in reality, they are no different from his domestic slaves. Is it necessary to distinguish between him personally and Zixian Mountain so clearly?

Liu Futong sat at the small table and picked up the wine glass, which was red as blood-red wine, produced in the West, and it was old, and it was very expensive, plus the sea route of thousands of miles, after arriving in the Eastern Continent, it was already sky-high.

It is no exaggeration to say that the price of this pot of wine alone is equivalent to Zhang Yuelu's silver for a month. And Zhang Yuelu is not an ordinary four-grade sacrificial wine Taoist, she has the position subsidy of the deputy hall master, the special subsidy of Tiangang Hall, and even a case silver from the Zhang family.

In fact, many children of the Zhang family are very envious of the Li family, because many times, the children of the Li family don't care about their reputation, and they can express their desires without scruples. But no matter what the disciples of the Zhang family think in their hearts, the superficial article of peace and happiness still has to be done, which is about the difference between a real villain and a hypocrite.

Liu Futong didn't care about this expensive pot of wine, and didn't even care about tasting it, but drinking it one cup after another.

At this moment, the woman slowly got up, her long hair was scattered, and the green smoke in the incense burner swept in front of her, and her face looked even whiter, as if she had smoothed out some traces left by the years.

Then the woman danced, and her black hair fluttered with it. The thin veil like the wings of the cicada floated out in all directions as it swirled, and the long limbs loomed in the wings. Her hair was spinning, and her face was ethereal between the smoke and the green threads.

Liu Futong was still drinking, his eyes locked on the woman's body.

Although there is no musicianship here, there is a gramophone array.

The sound of pianos and flutes poured out, filling the entire hall.

The woman's dancing is getting faster and faster, and the music is getting more and more urgent, wave after wave, straight to the sky, like going over the mountains and mountains, the more dangerous it is, the more dangerous it is. After three or four stacks of extremely high stacks, it falls suddenly, like a waterfall pouring down. In an instant, it fell from the top of the mountain into a deep valley. From then on, it got lower and lower, and the music became less and less, and gradually the music became inaudible. The woman's dancing became more and more soothing and soft, and gradually stopped as the music gradually stopped.

After the dance, the light veil as thin as the wings of a cicada fell to the ground.

Liu Futong also finished drinking a pot of wine, and his face was slightly red.

The woman walked over slowly, climbed onto the big bed, and knelt beside Liu Futong.

The two met frankly.

Liu Futong suddenly crushed the wine glass in his hand, became irritable, and reached out violently to grab the woman's long hair, forcing her to look up at herself.

Yue Lian was in pain and snorted, but she didn't dare to resist in the slightest.

Liu Futong was originally a short-tempered person, and Qi Xuansu's lack of people in his eyes made him even more angry.

After all, the emperor of the soil is used to doing it, if the shelf is big, many of the three-grade Youyi Taoist priests who have been in Yujing for a long time are not necessarily as big as him, after all, the status of those Taoist priests is high, but they have to face people with higher status every day, where is he so free.

I can be shut up in a walnut shell and still consider myself a ruler without boundaries.

Liu Futong thinks that he is the lord and emperor of this city that never sleeps, and he has long been integrated into this city, no different from the guests in these cities, he loves wine, loves women, and has a desire to fill his chest with how to fill it, he has long forgotten what the green mountains and clear waters look like, and he has forgotten what the blue sky and white clouds are, leaving only black and red.

Outside the door of the main hall, Qi Xuansu had already walked on the arched bridge, and when he reached the middle section, he was blocked by a blue light curtain, and it can be seen that there are countless talismans and seals circulating on the light curtain.

Qi Xuansu didn't try to break through the formation, but asked, "Are you sure that Yue Lian is here?" ”

"Yes." The escort who led the way stiffened.

Qi Xuansu nodded: "Okay, you can go." ”

The guards were stunned at first, and then hurriedly left this place of right and wrong.

Qi Xuansu reached out and touched the light curtain, causing ripples, and a blue-white Daomen Pisces symbol appeared.

Because Tianle Palace will entertain special guests, the level of the formation here is quite high, even if Qi Xuansu has reached the stage of returning to the truth, there is still no way to break the formation.

Just when Qi Xuansu was hesitating, a woman's voice sounded: "Eighth Qianhu, you shouldn't come here." ”

Qi Xuansu and the eighth day raised at the same time, and Su Ran walked out of the shadows slowly, followed by several followers.

This woman is one of the only two principals of the "Heavenly Paradise", and she is in charge of the branch of the Avatar Hall. However, not long after she was transferred, she didn't know much about her on the eighth day.

Qi Xuansu has a deep memory of this woman who had a one-sided relationship: "Su is in charge." ”

"I haven't asked for advice yet." Su Ran is different from Liu Futong, with a gentle attitude and courtesy.

Qi Xuansu said: "Wei Wugui, following Pei Zhenren of Wanshou Chongyang Palace, this time he was just passing by the local area, and at the invitation of the eighth deputy Qianhu, he participated in solving the case." ”

Su Ran nodded: "Since the two of you want to investigate the case, how did you find Tianle Palace?" I listened to the report from the people below, saying that a group of people went to Tianle Palace, the momentum was violent, and the people who came were not good, so I hurried here, and I hope that the two of you can give me an explanation. ”

Qi Xuansu took out two notes: "The murderer of the serial murderer left two notes, one of which said that Miss Huaqi is dead." The note left on Miss Hua Qi said Yue Lian, as far as I know, Yue Lian is in Tianle Palace at this time, so we have to come, and I hope that Director Su can understand. ”

Su Ran took the note from Qi Xuansu's hand, and after reading it carefully, he said thoughtfully: "So that's the case." ”

On the eighth day, Yang asked homeopathically: "Master Su, can you help us open the formation?" If Master Su can't trust us, you might as well go in with us. ”

Su Ran pondered for a moment, then nodded, "Yes." ”

With that, she took out a strange square key, walked over to Qi Xuansu, and held it up.

The next moment, a light bloomed on the key, and the Pisces symbol, which symbolized the door, began to turn, and a portal appeared on the originally airtight light curtain.

Qi Xuansu glanced at Su Ran beside him, his nose moved slightly, and he smelled a dull fragrance, which actually made his brain swell a little.

Su Ran put away the key: "Let's go." ”

Qi Xuansu nodded silently.

Under the leadership of Su Ran, the group walked across the arched bridge and came to the door of the main hall isolated on the cliff.

Because of the formation, the door of the temple is not locked, and as long as the strength is enough, it can be pushed open.

Before entering the hall, Qi Xuansu looked back.

This is the highest point of the "Heavenly Paradise", where you can overlook the crowds and drunken gold fans at your feet.

Countless desires are intertwined, like hot blood and red lanterns all over the city, reflecting people's faces red, and like congealed blood and corners where lanterns can't shine.

Red and black, this is the city that never sleeps, this is the "paradise of paradise".